Saturday, August 13, 2022

Love Is Always Willing to Carry You Home,


There is no timetable for grieving —
      Grief is a snail
      It's a shooting star
      A walk around the lake
      It's eternity
      Or frost 'til bloom —
Memories coursing through the heart
It lasts as many heartbeats as it takes;
      sometimes all of them.
~Terri Guillemets


My feet are heavy with the weight of places my heart could not leave.

For it is a slow journey when loss comes along.

Memories stay with us like a canary in a cage.

Chirping and swinging on the same old perch.

Like the hardest of goodbyes, they never truly leave.

They remain right at the hip like a child whispering in our ear,

I am hungry.

Waiting rooms can still be sat in, and last words heard just as clear.

I want to hold each one tenderly.

Remember every smile.

Hear every mundane sentence than I once took for granted.

So, I let them stay up late and carry each and every one no matter how far.

You see, love is always willing to carry you all the way home.

So, I shall do just that.

Until we meet again.

Linking with the Sunday Muse for Muse #223


  1. Carrie, my new favourite of yours. I wish I had written it, for you have expressed exactly how I feel, and so lyrically. Absolutely beautiful writing and oh, so true. Wow.

  2. Carrie, I love the gentle way you characterize grief in your poem.

  3. "right at the hip like a child whispering in our ear"

    Carrie, Carrie, Carrie... this is an exquisite poem. Thank you.


  4. Echoing the above, the gentleness in this is powerful.

  5. Wow this is as beautiful as it is profound.
    Happy Sunday Carrie


  6. This is absolutely beautiful, so much wisdom in each word. This is a poem that stays in the heart for a long time. It pulls at the heartstrings as we all feel grief.

    A keeper to be bookmarked.

  7. Poignant yet comforting in equal measure. An exceptional piece Carrie.

  8. i forget how wonderful your writing is, i need to read you more. i can feel this poem, i too, as i constantly step into the future, keep my mind on what i might be leaving behind. very well said, and very well written

  9. Simply gorgeous Carrie. And yes, grief is full of so many twists and turns and really never leaves us.

  10. Wonderfully written - the road the heart takes with loss. Words that ring so true - I felt them deeply.

  11. This poem is so utterly beautiful, Carrie. I had to read it 3 times to really soak it up. I am moved beyond measure. Some poems just make the heart open right up and this is one of them. Too many wonderful lines to quote. A joy to read <3

  12. I love the quote you chose .... your poem comes from such a deep and personal place, I almost felt like I had invaded your precious privacy. Lovely.

  13. A lovely tribute to remembering, and to those remembered, Carrie.

  14. This is so beautiful. It reaches me right in the heartbreak I'm living in. Your poetry always blesses me.

  15. So well done, and true, Carrie. Memories stay with you in many ways, and forms. I love the opening line on this.

  16. Dearest Carrie,
    You sure do have a way with words, by describing one's inner feelings—the poetry of the soul.

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  18. New to your words, they feel welcoming.

    1. Awww thank you my friend. That is a wonderful compliment!


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